Mei Niang, I'm a fake eunuch, you still let me sleep

"Brother Zhao, there will be a date later!"

Di Renjie cupped his fists and bowed in salute.

He and the four strong men from the Di family sent Zhao Wujiang and his party out of Yangcheng. He also wanted to follow Zhao Wujiang to Chang'an, but he was the Bingzhou Law Cao.

In the past few days of rushing to help Zhao Wujiang, many matters were delayed, but he suppressed them all by himself.

When he was in the inn, he and Zhao Wujiang hit it off right away, and when they came up, they talked about the problems of refugees everywhere, and did not discuss the matter of rushing to help Zhao Wujiang.

Now that he bid farewell to Zhao Wujiang, he still didn't mention this matter, let alone ask for his official status.

Looking at Zhao Wujiang and his party who rode their horses further away, Di Renjie slightly shook his head and sighed.

"Brother, why don't you tell Mr. Zhao?"

A strong man beside him was puzzled and asked in doubt.

Di Renjie shook his head again and sighed: "It's not about this."

"Why is that brother sighing? He left without looking back, unlike me, who only loves my brother!"

The strong man was full of anger.

Di Renjie stared wide-eyed at the strong man who spoke, stepped forward and slapped him on the forehead:
"Di Asi, you are a big man, what's wrong with you? Where did you learn to speak like that?
What I sigh is a deeper hidden worry! "

The strong man Di Asi covered his forehead and said sullenly:

"Didn't Mr. Zhao say that he would solve it? Didn't he say the solution?"

Di Renjie's eyes were far away, and he sighed quietly:

"He has something on his mind.
What on earth could make him, this man named Zhao Wujiang, worry so deeply?
It's not a love scene, it's not a battlefield, and it won't be an officialdom, so what would it be.
With his ability, could it be that it involves mysterious and mysterious ghosts and spirits? "

"Brother." Di Ahsi tugged at Di Renjie's sleeve, lowering his voice, as if he was afraid that others would hear him.

"Ok?"

Di Renjie looked sideways and found that Di Asi was pointing to the south of the city.

He looked along the pointer, and saw a group of elegant and extraordinary men in Confucian shirts rushing forward.

"Oops."

He exclaimed in his heart, before entering the city, he originally promised Yuen Long, the son of the city lord, to stay with Zhao Wujiang for a while longer.

These people all worshiped Zhao Wujiang, took Zhao as their teacher, and distracted Wang's attention a lot when Wang was chasing him. Now that Zhao Wujiang is out of trouble, they want to respect Zhao Wujiang.

A group of people came running, wrapped in dust and smoke, and the one who ran in the front was a handsome young man in a black robe. It was Yuen Long who was the first to pretend to be Zhao Wujiang at the restaurant in the south of the city that day.

Yuen Long was out of breath, and put his hands on his waist:

"Brother Di Di, where is Mr. Zhao?"

The youth behind him asked questions, asking about Zhao Wujiang's whereabouts.

Di Renjie's eyes flickered, and he coughed dryly:
"Huaiying has kept Brother Zhao several times, but you also know that Brother Zhao's official position is too high, he is in charge of the six ministries, and he is too busy with government affairs.

Now that there was a lot of delay, he hurried back to preside over the overall situation of the Six Departments. "

There were sighs and disappointments from the crowd.

"However, when the spring is here, when everyone enters Chang'an, are you worried that you won't see brother Zhao?" Di Renjie's eyes swept across the crowd.

There was another burst of regret in the crowd.

"That's all."

"That's all, it's not far from Chang'an, I'm just going to walk a little longer."

"Chunwei is here, I hope this year Master Zhao will also be in charge."

"That's right, his eyes are like the light of the sky, there is nowhere to hide for those who want to cheat!"

"It's just a pity that I couldn't see Master Zhao's beauty this time."

"So what? The future is long, and there will be opportunities in the future. Just miss it once."

"I don't know why little brother Fang Chang offended brother Yu."

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"Wait, Di Renjie!" Yuen Long shouted loudly, interrupting everyone's discussion and walking back.

Di Renjie's heart skipped a beat, and after holding it with one hand, he said with a gentle smile:
"Brother Yuan, what's the matter?"

Yuen Long Langyi's face leaned in front of Di Renjie, his eyes were dangerous:

"Have you really tried to persuade Mr. Zhao to stay many times?"

"That's natural, Huaiying can still deceive everyone?" Di Renjie touched his nose.

"Then tell me, scholars don't lie to scholars!" Yuen Long narrowed his eyes slightly, scrutinizing Di Renjie's expression.

Di Renjie said seriously: "Scholars don't lie to scholars!"

I'm a facao, a vulgar man, he added in his mind.

Yuen Long straightened up, folded his hands on his chest, and examined his face:
"It's a pity, you are a lawyer, tainted with prison lawsuits, and a vulgar person!"

Did I just say it out loud?Di Renjie widened his eyes.

"Beat him up for me!"

A group of people around Yuen Long were gearing up, knowing that they had been cheated, they gathered around one after another.

"You can't prove it, Yuen Long, don't think that you are the son of the city lord, I'm afraid of you, do you know who my father is?"

Di Renjie roared loudly.

"Di Zhixun!" Yuen Long said indifferently:

"Uncle Di and my father have always been on good terms. If I accidentally beat you up, Uncle Di won't blame me."

"beat him!"

"beat him!"

A group of people surrounded Di Renjie and five people.

"Don't hurt my brother!"

The strong man Di Asi stood up, fisted and palmed together, with a forceful momentum:
"What's the matter, come to me, Di'a and the others!"

The crowd shouted: "Let's beat each other!"

The next moment, there was the sound of punches and kicks.

The city gate guard guarding the city gate watched the crowd scuffle and did not go up to stop them.

Someone asked: "Do we not care about this matter?"

"Take care! Why don't you care?"

"Then why don't we make a move?"

"Are you stupid? Now that the young master and the others have the upper hand, why should we make a move? If the young master is at a disadvantage later, it's not too late for us to make a move!"

".Right."

Di Renjie and five people were chased and beaten all the way, and they ran around Yangcheng, and the passers-by were surprised.

Yuen Long and the others didn't kill him, there was no enmity at all, they just wanted to give Di Renjie a good beating.

After a cup of tea, Di'a's four strong men and brothers were blocked in a corner. Di'a's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, squatting on the loess, holding his head in his hands, with a silly smile on his face:
"Masters, go and beat up Di Renjie, we will never stop him."

Jiannan Road, Yucheng, Zhaojiacun.

On the hillside behind the village of Zhaojiacun, fields are scattered here and there.

At this moment, an old farmer was digging the soil in the field, and his moon hoe kept rising and falling. His coarse linen clothes were stained with a lot of loess, and his bamboo hat blocked the warm sun from the sky, and also covered his eyes.

Wen Yu stood not far away, looking haggard.

A few days ago, he stepped into Zhaojia Village, followed the mountain road, and wanted to go to the graves of some ancestors to worship, and passed by here.

Since then, he has been trapped in this world with a radius of more than ten meters. There seems to be invisible barriers around him, blocking his whereabouts. He can't get out with all his strength.

The sun rises and the sun sets, the stars twinkle and the moon moves. The old farmers in the field in front of them are constantly plowing the fields.

Today is the seventh day Wen Yu was trapped.

In the past few days, he has been trying to say hello to the old farmer, but the old farmer always ignores him without any response.

"Old man."

He roared loudly, anxious in his heart.

But this time, the old farmer seemed to have a reaction, or it might be that the soil in the surrounding fields had been overturned. He slowly stopped what he was doing and straightened up.

"Looking at things from a distance, can you see clearly?"

With a low voice, he slowly took off the bamboo hat, flung it casually, and flung it into another field, revealing a vicissitudes and handsome face, looking like a middle-aged man:

"In the past few days, I bumped into the south wall and didn't know how to change the road, and I couldn't get around in all directions. Did you come down to the field to have a look?"

Wen Yu didn't know how to answer. Seeing the man in front of him approaching, the cultivation in his body was mobilized involuntarily.

The middle-aged man shouldered the moon hoe and walked out of the field. His feet were covered with dry yellow mud. He put down the moon hoe and tapped on the field ridge to shake off the yellow mud on the hoe. Looking at the young Lang Wenyu, he said in a deep voice:
"After so many years, the child who left home, will you come back alone?"